HARLEY DAVIDSON MEETS GOD
>
> Arthur Davidson III, of the Harley Davidson Motorcycle Corporation,
> died and went to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur,
> "Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles
> have changed the world, your reward is that you can hang
> out with anyone you want in Heaven."
>
> Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, "Well, shoot,
> I want to hang out with God!"
>
> So St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced
> him to God. Arthur then asked God, "Hey, aren't you the Inventor
> of the Woman?"
>
> God said, "Ah, yes."
>
> "Well," said Arthur, "professional to professional, you have some
> major design flaws in your invention:
>
> 1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion.
> 2. It chatters constantly at high speeds.
> 3. Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much.
> 4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust. And finally,
> 5. The maintenance costs are outrageous."
>
> "Hmmm, you may have some good points there," replied God, "Hold on."
>
> God went over to his celestial super computer, typed in a few words
> and waited for the results. The computer printed out a slip of paper
> and God read it.
>
> "Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed," God said to Arthur,
> "but according to these stats, more men are riding my invention than
yours."
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